Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1887-12-06
ROMANCE OF A ROSEBUSH.

ROMANCE OF A ROSEBUSH
''It is all fol de roll said Miss Henri
rietta Henshaw, sitting bolt upright Il
her bamboo rocker. 1T is all fol de rol
l say, for people to think they must max,
up gimcracks that nobody wants and scat
ter them about among their friends"
But it for a birthday present. aunt"
We'll, what OF that Do you suppose
because my birthday happens To be com
ing that ! want any one To give me al
ungainly pincushion with two lis worket
in the center,''
What IL there should he three Hsr
said 1,ottie, slyl.' remembering old Petel
Hammond's clumsy attentions, with, Is
he admitted, IAN eye 10 snug home"
whats that You say." snapped Miss
Hetta.
| Lottie did not venture repetition. bui
sat demurely, considering what, under
the stress Of circumstances, she should do.
Lottie was Miss Henrietta's orphan niece.
and had been member OF her household
for nearly year. She had learned dearly
| to love the prim old lady, though that
love was not unmixed with fear. Her
wants had all been kindly anticipated and
| generously supplied; but now she had
come 10 her aunt with a request for a few
shillings to spend on trifies, Of which Miss
Hetta did not approve, and had been fiat
ly denied.
Oh, dear, what should she do Harry
had always brought her some tasteful gift,
and she did Sd want to make him hat
band for his new Derby. She had dreamed
that she could not. and had put ii of till
the last moment.
The great drops welled up suddenly to
her eyes. If Miss Hetta saw any symp-
toms of heartache, she had had heartaches
herself, and they had never killed her yet
But Lottie did not mean to droop. Auntie
was usually kind, and was albeit her only
living relative-except Harry. Well,
Harry was not a relative eXactly-and, oh,
dear, if she could only have hatband.
She forced back the rebclliOus tears, and
went singing about the house like the
blithe girl she was.
The birthday morning arrived, and the
problem Of Ilarry's present was still I'M
solved. If could just give him some
thing" she sighed. looking wistfully down
the long street "Oh." she said, suddenly,
clasping her hands, Il will, WI, What
a happy thoughtr' And she fairly jumped
into her cloak and hat and went skipping
down the street.
DIR. Beach. an eccentric bachelor. lived
in the rather lonely house at the extreme
end OF the street. Lottie was never sick
herself, and Aunt Hetta never employed
DIR. Beach for her occasional ailments; yet
the bright hearted girl had contrived to
make the acquaintance of the uncouth
n - 4
Little Miss"
"What il the dear old man was a little
gruff, He was good" And into his
Office Lottie now went. assured Of a warm
welcome. Absorbed in her own interest
and intent OA her errand, she approached
the bay window where stood the great
monthly rose bush which had been the
wonder and envy of the admiring public
since almost before Lottie was born
''Oh, doctor" she said. 81 came TO ask
il you would he SO kind as to give me
three or four of those lovely buds.''
What for'" growled the doctor, saw
agely.
''Iou see," she began. Il wanted to
make something pretty for a birthday
gift for-for a friend, but could not"
choking little, 'and had almost given
uP Va tLiHE. WIKI thts uioi mug,
as glanced down the road. your beauti-
full roses seemed to say, Come after u.s.
50 here am. Flowers are always nice TO
give. you know, and had none"
"Humph. Why couldn't you make
what you wanted top
'Aunt Hetta would not let me-"
''Humph. Is not Henrietta Henshaw
good TO you." he demanded, bristling up |
..nb, Ix, n,,s .l.
loes not believe in birthday gifts, she |
says."
Hadn't you any money yourselfs"
"No."
'She might give you cen: or two from
lime to time: then you would have fund |
70 draw from"
-'Oh, she does; had S. Monday that l |
lad not needed 10 use. But saw Jennie |
md Tommy Elroy, with their little bare
Oes peeping out OF their old shoes |
tnd''-
$50 you squaudcred your money to
yrowled the doctor. wondering why he |
hadn't seen the bare toes.
Yes, l got shoes and the incest red |
stockings. Jennie cried and cried when
he hugged me because she was SO /
ASA qAlSA lCdXS
'tartinS.
The doctor rubbed his knuckles vim
lictively in his own eyes.
"Well, little miss, If You had known
Iou could not get any more money for
our fummery, would you have spent all
,ou had on the little beggars'''
Il don't know; hope so; I'm sorry
ou asked me. l really think should.
I dil ha har S,,lI |
hat might have saved out little"
'You could have got brown stockings"
so could. But guess I'm glad l did
lot; the red ones are SO much prettier,
md the poor like pretty things rs well as
he rich
The doctor looked ponderingly on the
title miss. She was pretty creature,
nd rs innocent as she was pretty
'hough she was II, her looks and appear
nee would hardly have claimed for her
fifteen well rounded years.
at is bridal rose" said Lottie, keep
ng her crrand in mind, rs she looked ad-
niringly into the great bush. whose beau
iful blossoms rivaled the whiteness Of
be snow.
''Humph. suppose So You would not
hink now that it had spoiled wedding.
sus it did, just fifteen years ago this
ay."
Lottie looked in alarm AT the white,
reacherous thing.
lyon would not think, either, that q
ruff old fellow like me could ever have
ot woman TO say she would have him"
''Oh, yes, i would" said Lottie; Il
bink you are the incest man in the world
Except whom"
81 was going 10 say. Harry"
Exceedingly fine compliment you are
aging me. You expect some of my choicest
overs for that tidbit Of fattery."
Lo.tie did not reply, but looked In such